Saturday, June 5, 2010
Shadowglass: The Shadowfae Chronicles by Erica Hayes
He has to kill her, his life depends upon it. Her life depends upon his choice. Will love complicate everything?
Ice is a waterfae and a petty thief. She and her friend Blaze steal shiny baubles and sell them for cash to pay the Valenti mob for protection. She's also jealous of her beautiful friend Azure, who thinks herself in love with Blaze. Ice has always had a secret crush on the dark and handsome Indigo, but he won't give her the time of day.
Indigo has noticed Ice, and although she captures his attention, he always shakes himself back into reality. Indigo does not have girlfriends, period. He meets with a demon to deliver a cursed mirror at a party when Ice literally falls into his lap. Clenching his jaw, he bids her to go away.
But the demon Kane notices the young and pretty fae, and expresses his interest to Indigo. Jealous, Indigo tells him to mind his own business before he stalks out, their business concluded. But the Kanes's interest won't be curbed, and Ice soon finds herself deep within the dark demons chambers. Kane warns Ice not to stare into the glass, but she can't help it. She takes the mirror, thinking that it might be the way out of her two-bit life. But, the longer she has the mirror, the more the madness overtakes her.
Indigo is sent after Ice to destroy her and bring the cursed mirror back to it's rightful owner. If he fails, he loses his own life. But the two of them can't ignore the sizzle of passion between them, and as the curse of madness begins to take hold of Ice and Indigo, his determination to save her increases.
SHADOWGLASS, the second installment in the SHADOWFAE CHRONICLES is even better than the first in the series, SHADOWFAE. The passion is hotter and the thrills are faster. Readers will be hooked from the first page of this dark and dangerous urban fantasy.
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